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Rubicon was written across the front fender in black block letters, and the rims were silver. The blue Jeep was very similar, but it had a ragtop, not a hard shell. It didn’t have a bar of lights on top either.
When I stepped onto the curb in front of both Wranglers, Jamie slid up to my side. “Those roll bars might be a nice feature.”
Considering the fact Wes just took about ten years off my life by rolling his BMW, yeah, roll bars were a hella nice feature.
“Loaded up with airbags too.” He went on.
I laughed under my breath. “You don’t have to sell me, bro. It’s up to Wes what kind of car he gets.”
Ryan appeared. “We all know he won’t do anything without a green light from you.”
Satisfaction coursed through me. I did know. Sorry not sorry.
One of the doors snapped shut, and Wes stepped up on the curb beside me. I watched him start to reach out but immediately hesitate.Fuck that,I thought, taking his hand to thread my fingers through his.
“Well, what do you think?” I asked, using our connected hands to gesture at the two rides.
“It’s a lot different than my BMW.”
“If you don’t like them, it’s cool. No pressure. This lot has plenty of options,” Ryan put in.
“No. I do like them,” Wes said, then hesitated. I gave his fingers a light squeeze. He glanced at his friends. “You sure you want me to drive one of these too?”
Ryan and Jamie looked at each other and then back at Wes. “Bro, yeah, we do,” they said at the same time.
Win leaned into me. “If he gets one of these, will all three of them share a brain?”
“I sure as hell hope not.” I spoke out of the side of my lips.
“How about you take one for the afternoon? Drive it around a bit. See if you like it,” Ryan suggested.
“Can I do that?” Wes asked.
Ryan nodded. “Of course. My dad knew we were coming. That’s why they’re parked here, waiting. Once you decide, we’ll go in and get the keys.”
“Your dad is here?” Wes asked.
My heart ached at the underlying tone of the question. I knew Wes missed our dad. Hell, all three of us did. It seemed like such a novelty to be able to walk inside a building to see him anytime we wanted.
Ryan nodded. “He wants to meet you.”
Wes inched a little closer into my side, and I untangled our hands to slip an arm around his waist. “What do you think?” he asked me quietly.
“I think you like them.”
His lips rolled in. “Do you?”
Ryan laughed beneath his breath, clearly enjoying that he was right.
My heart swollen, my lips curled upward. “I like the roll bars. It’s bigger than the Beamer. Might be safer.” Excitement sparked in his eyes, making my smile grow. “If it’s what you want, you should do it.”
Wes glanced back at the Jeeps. “My insurance check hasn’t come in yet.”
Just like I thought, the BMW had been totaled, so pending the paperwork, Wes would be getting a check for a new car.
“My dad knows you’re good for it,” Ryan said.
“So?” Win asked. “Which color are you picking?”
